Matisse Picasso and Gertrude Stein / With Two Shorter Stories

by Gertrude Stein

Finishing is not establishing the settlement that buying a house is destroying. There is not any way to regret all that. The voyage is not long and so far away there is that to say that it is not raining and saying that places some in that position. It does not change any hope. There is not more of that.

He who came to be gaily framing was not earnest when he said that he had destroyed some color. He meant to say that it was a pleasant day and he meant to say that if he went away he meant to say what he meant to say. The whole burden was taller. This did not keep him feeling the death of every one. He was the same. He had the place changed when there was some building and he did not say more that he had the time to say as he had to say that he had that way to go away as he had to say that he would go away. He did go the next day. He was not there to go away.

On the old arrangement there were the three and he said that he was not easy, he said he felt that it was not the same and five would be more than three. He said that five were there and he said that was what he said he had to say. He came away. They were not away. He said he did not see the whole day and he said that was what he did say. He said he did not say that he would go away. He said that one who went where there was air would stay there. He said that one who went where there was enough to forget that there were many away would stay there. He said that one who went where after what had happened nothing happened would stay there. He said he would go away at once and he said he was busy. This did not make him forgetful. He said he had all that to do. He did not say that he was the only one who was happy enough to look up when the train went away. He had that sun.

Pardon the exercise of the feeling that makes him say that the thing that that he has is tender. He is not a deceiver and he does not throw away having not come to say how do you do when he has spent some days. He said he did not understand all that had had that color. They met. This was not the only way to do.

He who was the one to do that which later was not weaker was the one to do that which later was not weaker. He had that way when there was any day and surely the long road was not so short when he was the same size he had been. He had that engulfing feeling. He did not go away to dine and stay. He did not go away.

He and even then there was all the time that taking one train meant when he had that ticket. He did not use that which he changed and he was not far away. He did not go to stay. Anyway he did not say that it was gay. Anyway he had that reasonable institution and the foundation of that was just the same fashion as the baking was when all of it was done. He had a lighter feeling.

So then there is to be the week which is occupied when the door that went to show the way was not closed when he came home and it was not always later. He had the station and he had that desperation. A concluding sentence was not always unfinished. So then there was that sun.

A wait that is not so long that any one is tired is long enough to occupy all the day and the evening. That is not enough to stop all working. Working is existing.

To present the time that made the hope that a feeling was not passing was not so hearty when the time was all prepared. Not any time was prepared.

Larger and shorter than the size that has that shape, the louder and the clearer than the color that has that day for not being any dimmer, the higher and the later than the place that has that pleasure, the reception that has that trouble, the place that is not what any place that is a different place is when there is a place, all the ten pieces and the room was not bigger, all the day when the days are not colder, all the nights when the bed is not larger, all the best rejection of a value in all that explanation, the reception was that which made the place which did not shadow the continuation.